Good Stallions Don't...

A few months later...

“Oh, Paul.” My fiancée’s tender voice awoke me out of a restful slumber. “I’m so sorry that it has to be this way. But this is Equestria, and you are an evil villain.”

It seemed the morning of my wedding day had a few surprises in store for me. I woke up in complete darkness with a bridle over my head, a blindfold covering my eyes and a wooden bit stuffed firmly between my teeth. The softness of silk ropes gently bound my hands and feet to the posters of Derpy’s bed, the site of many erotic adventures over the past months. My cock was painfully erect and covered with cold burning lubricant. A thick metal ring around the base squeezed my shaft and balls tightly, digging into my taint.

I made muffled protests only to feel Derpy’s firm, commanding hoof on my chest. “No, no, I know you’re not really evil,” she assured me. “I know there’s good deep inside you. I just have to bring it out with my love.”

Lately Derpy and I had been experimenting with bondage gear, a different piece every night. I assumed we would be saving the full package for our honeymoon, but she’d sprung them all on me, the very morning of our ceremony. We didn’t have time for this! But I couldn’t complain, or even struggle. All I could do was be a good stallion: passive, stiff, and ready to satisfy any mare who wanted a ride.

I heard a second voice beside me. “Mom, what’s going on?”

“Oh! Good morning, Dinky. I was just checking in on Paul before we get started. I had to tie him up last night. I couldn’t risk that he’d run off and try to conquer Equestria again.”

“I wanted to wish you good luck,” Dinky told her mother. “I know Twilight said you had to marry Paul to complete his reform, but I don’t care about that, I just want you to be happy. I hope you’re able to make him into a good, submissive husband.”

Derpy sighed sadly. “It’s worse than that, Dinky. I’m afraid I haven’t told you the real reason I have to marry this amazing, sexy human. Twilight says the only way he’ll give up his nonsense about stallion equality is... if we submit to him!”

“Us?” Dinky said with mock surprise. “You and me? Mom, please! Why me?”

I couldn’t help but smile. Convincing Derpy and Dinky to switch it up was the first real equality I’d found here. These two gorgeous mares were no strangers to the bridle and bit that now constrained me, nor to the gentle caress of the ropes that bound my limbs. How I loved to hear those muffled cries, as I took them both so forcefully... But Equestria was a deeply traditional place, and on my wedding day, it seemed there was only one way it could go for a stallion like me.

“This is for the good of Equestria, sweetie,” Derpy told her daughter. I felt her weight as she climbed onto my chest, and the wet lips of my lover’s pussy blossomed around the head of my cock. “If we can convince Paul that he owns us, mother and daughter, body and soul, Twilight thinks he’ll leave everypony else alone.”

Derpy slowly moved up and down on my tip, kissing and stroking my cock with heavenly wet velvet. I’ve never regretted dating an older mare. That muscle control just gets better with age. Her slow descent onto me was torture, but I fought the urge to thrust my hips upwards. I knew better: good stallions don’t try to take over the pace of the lovemaking. A mare always knows what’s best for her special somepony’s pleasure... except when she’s being his submissive little slut, of course.

Dinky couldn’t hide the smile in her voice as she protested teasingly. “But surely there must be some other way to save Equestria! Must we become this handsome human’s obedient pleasure toys?”

“I know it’s a sacrifice,” Derpy told her. “He’ll show no mercy, even with his own stepdaughter. He’ll wreck your hungry pussy with this mighty shaft. Every hole will be his... he’ll claim us brutally, force us to climax until — unnngh! — until we’re exhausted. But please, my darling... every time Paul makes you his squirting cocksleeve, think of thousands of happy couples, all around Equestria. By giving up your own dreams, you’re saving those couples from the evils of stallion equality.”

“Mom, I’m afraid!”

“So am I, sweetheart. Your stepfather’s an insatiable monster. Our only hope is to fuck him so hard that he drops his sinful attitude and realizes his rightful place — beneath me, beneath you, beneath any mare who wants this wonderful human cock!”

Derpy’s journey downward finally ended with my cock fully sheathed inside her and her clit winking against my pelvis. She lowered her head and tugged the bit out of my mouth with a giggle. I puckered my lips for a kiss, and my lover sweetly obliged. Our tongues danced as she gently flexed her lower muscles to stroke and massage my familiar length.

“Derpy, you’re so silly.”

“I hope you didn’t take that too seriously, Paul. It was just a little fun.”

“I love you,” I reassured her, “and I love Dinky, and all the kinky things we do together, but shouldn’t we be getting ready for the wedding?”

“Paul,” Derpy told me seriously, “This is the wedding.”

“Eh?”

“You’re doing very well, human,” came Celestia’s soothing voice.

“Celestia’s here?” I squeaked.

“Everypony who’s anypony is here, darling,” I heard Rarity say.

“Honey, can you t-take off the blindfold, please?” I asked. My dick tried to go soft, but Derpy’s cunt wouldn’t let that happen.

“Really? No blindfold?” I felt Derpy shrug. “Oh, what the hay. My parents got their traditional wedding last time.” I felt my fiancée’s teeth graze my cheek as she tugged off the largest piece of clothing I’d been given since arriving here in Equestria.

Derpy’s once private bedroom was filled with our neighbours, and a crowd of beautiful mares stretched back through the rest of her house. At the foot of our bed stood the four princesses in their royal finery. Around us I saw nearly every mare in Ponyville. A squad of my Royal Guard comrades stood at attention in the drawing room, crying into camouflage hoofkerchiefs.

“Is that why you married me?” Eris was asking Fluttershy. “To keep me reformed?”

Fluttershy dismissively patted her wife’s scaly arm. “Hush, dear, they’re just playing.”

“Everypony’s here to watch me claim you as my husband!” Derpy explained.

Pinkie Pie cartwheeled over the bed. “And then there’s gonna be cake!”

Derpy rotated her hips around my bound dick, rubbing the base of the heavy cock ring against my p-spot through my taint. “I know you’re not into collars, so I got you a ring instead.”

“Thanks, sweetie,” I moaned. “You’re so thoughtful.”

“I know this must seem like a lot,” Derpy told me, “but if you want to bring in something from human weddings, I’d love to make today special for you, too!”

“There is one thing,” I whispered longingly. “On Earth, when two humans are getting married, they make vows... promises to each other. I’ve always dreamed of that moment.”

“Of course, lover, anything.” Derpy leaned forward and kissed me again. “This is your day and you deserve to be happy. I’ll start, OK?”

Derpy cleared her throat, placed her front hooves on my chest and looked down at me, her thirsty cunt milking me even as she professed her love. “Paul, I promise to respect you, and listen to your concerns even if I think they’re silly. When we have problems, we’ll talk about them instead of trying to cover them up with sex. But we’ll also have lots of sex. I’ll even wash the dishes every other day, and you already know how much I love butt stuff.”

I couldn’t hold Derpy’s hooves with my hands bound to the bed, so I just looked deep in her eyes as I spoke my vows. “Derpy, you’re the one I’ve been looking for, and I’m not going to let you get away. All my love is yours. I promise to be a good father to Dinky—”

“And lover!” my new stepdaughter reminded me.

“And lover, even though that’s still really weird. I’ll worship your big fat bubble butt every day like it‘s Celestia’s sunrise. I’ll never take you for granted, and I swear by everything in Equestria that I will never walk out on you.”

Derpy beamed at me. “This feels nice, Paul. Thanks for showing me a little bit of your culture.”

Princess Celestia wiped away a glittering tear. “We have witnessed the birth of a new wedding tradition,” she declared. “Mare and stallion exchanging promises as they are joined before their community. Such true affection warms the royal heart... not to mention the royal nethers.”

“So, are we married now?” I asked Derpy.

“Not yet, lover.” Derpy ground her clit against my pelvis. “You still have to cum inside. The first drop you give me in front of these witnesses will officially make you my husband.”

“Yes, I’m ready, please, Derpy,” I promised her. “I’m so close, I want to be yours...”

“It’s not that simple, Paul. They say the longer the wedding sex lasts, the happier the marriage will be. And I want us to be very happy.”

So Derpy rode me: tenderly and gently, yet brutally, paying attention to my pleasure only so she could skilfully delay and deny it. All the while, Dinky knelt with her muzzle brushing my thighs and showed off her incredible talents when it came to teasing a set of human balls with her lips and tongue. Mother and daughter worked together to keep me on the edge of bachelorhood for as long as possible, ignoring my pleas and my desperate cries.

My consciousness faded in and out as the ride seemed to last for hours. I looked around for a sympathetic face, but all I saw was smiling mares who approved of my torment. Pinkie and Eris cheered and waved pennants with my face on them. Even the Cutie Mark Crusaders had soft smiles on their bratty faces as they reached back and rubbed themselves, dreaming of their own romantic bondage weddings.

Derpy’s breathing became laboured, and she clenched and dribbled her pleasure down my shaft, once, then twice. Finally she stopped bouncing her huge plot against my legs and leaned forward to kiss me again. I forgot my place and tried to thrust my hips, but Celestia herself snorted and held me down with her magic.

“Derpy, I can’t take it anymore!” I begged. “Please, make me yours! I’ll do anything!”

“I have a wedding present for you, Paul,” Derpy teased. “I’ve stopped taking my birth control. I’ll make you my husband if you make me a mommy again.”

I swelled past the point of no return. “B-but that’s not possible!” I moaned.

“Good stallions don’t question their wives.” Derpy gripped me, tighter and hotter and deeper than I’d ever felt before, and I came, shooting past her cervix and directly into her womb.

I thrashed in my bonds and moaned out in the greatest joy of my life as the ponies around me cheered, stomped their hooves and fired off party cannons. My mind was gone, my body reduced to nothing but a cock and the rushing river of cum pouring out of it. It was clear to all exactly where stallions like me belonged: helpless and pleasured beneath dominant and loving mares.

Through the haze of pleasure I felt a surge of love: the first kiss from Derpy as my wife. I pressed our lips together and allowed her powerful pony tongue to gently plunder my mouth. After taking a moment just for us, she looked over her shoulder at the four Princesses. “Cadance, did it work?” she asked.

Princess Cadance cast a spell that made my wife’s creamy, clenching insides transparent for all to see. “No, his dumb little swimmers just can’t figure it out — oh, I see the problem!” The horn of the Princess of Love shone with powerful magic. “A little genetic engineering, and... congratulations, you two!”

“Aww, new life! It’s so beautiful!” Rainbow Dash looked around sheepishly. “When it happens to somepony else, I mean.”

“We’re having a foal together, Paul! It’s really happening!” Derpy flung her hooves around my neck. The magic auras of a dozen unicorns gripped my cock through my wife’s transparent hindquarters, stroking and tickling it, congratulating me on my new fatherhood.

“Derpy, I’m so happy!” I cried, kissing her over and over. “This is my dream come true!”

“An end to thy tender necking, lovebirds!” Luna shouted. “By Equestrian law, thy honeymoon may not begin ’til all invited mares have been satisfied by the cock of honour!”

“Yeah, and we each get our own creamy ‘party favour!’” Pinkie Pie chimed in. “You better get those balls working overtime, Paul!”

I looked around at the crowd and gulped. Through the window I saw a tour bus pull up and dozens of drunk pegasi MILFs flap out. “Yay, my school friends made it!” Derpy cheered.

“Fear not, human!” Luna’s voice boomed. “Thou art surely equal to the task ahead. For so long as thou wearest that ring of holy matrimony, thy erection shall last forever!”

“Don’t worry, we’ll let you take it off...” Dinky whispered in my ear. “...Eventually.”

Derpy bowed to the four rulers of Equestria and offered them my unshrinking, sperm smeared cock. “Would your majesties like to go next?”

“We insist on going next, Mrs. Hooves,” Celestia declared firmly.

Derpy blushed. “Ooh, it’s been a while since somepony called me that. Gosh, I feel so lucky — I didn’t get any princesses at my first wedding!”

“We’re only looking out for your safety, Derpy.” Twilight smiled kindly. “As you said, we need to ensure your villainous husband is fully reformed.”

“Besides which, he hath yet to sample our fundaments,” Luna added.

“Luna!” Celestia pressed a scandalized hoof to her lips.

“Cease thy feigned innocence!” Luna snorted. “We werest all thinking it!”

“OK, maybe just a little...” Celestia admitted.

“Help yourself to the buffet, Princesses,” Derpy announced politely. “But just remember, this sexy human’s mouth is mine!” She slammed her heavy plot down onto my face. “That’s right, everypony!” she crowed. “My hubby goes downtown!”

Every mare in the room gasped at the shocking display, as Derpy and I publicly broke Equestria’s only sexual taboo. With one lucky sperm having done his job, I was happy to lick the rest of my creampie back out of my wife’s beautiful pony pussy. Cadance’s transparency spell was slowly fading, but I could still watch my own tongue probing and tickling Derpy’s most secret and sensitive spots, bringing her the pleasures I wanted to provide her throughout our marriage.

“Apple Bloom, cover yer eyes!” Applejack demanded. “Good stallions don’t do that ta their mares! It’s offensive ta the natural dignity of a male!”

“Then I don’t want a good stallion!” Apple Bloom stared at Derpy’s quivering flanks and the drool escaping my beautiful bride’s mouth as she heaved and panted on her way to another orgasm. “I want a stallion who ain’t got no dignity at all! A slutty, degenerate stallion like Paul!”

“A stallion like Paul?” Applejack weeped. “A stallion who does that? Dagnabbit, Apple Bloom! Where did I go wrong?”